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“Someya-kun, do you like anyone?”
Yuujirou looked up from his phone, and at Suzumi, who had just given him the sudden question. Aizou had been called by manager Uchida, and they were the only ones there. He raised a brow, a suspicious look on his face.
“Why?” he asked back.
Suzumi flinched, afraid. “N-nothing! You don't have to–”
“None at the moment.” Yuujirou cut her off, she paused.
“None? A-as in no one? Really?” she questioned, unbelieving.
“What do you take me for?” the blue head clicked his tongue. “I have high standards, just so you know.”
“Eh...?”
Yuujirou huffed, “I'd never date anyone clueless.”
“Err...well then, what's your type?” Suzumi asked.
“Someone decent will do, a person with an actual brain or something.”
“Oh.” Suzumi replied, she hesitated before continuing, “Then…a gentleman?”
Yuujirou shrugged. “I guess. Just not an idiot.”
“Who do you want?”
“Like I said, I–”
The door opened, revealing a beaming Aizou coming into the room, “Hey guys, I'm-!” and he accidentally tripped, falling to the room's floor face first.
“I want him.” Yuujirou blurted out.
“Ah?” Suzumi turned to him, eyes wide.
“Hah?” Aizou seems baffled for a moment, getting up from the ground, holding his aching nose.
They paused, looking up at Yuujirou, who froze for a moment, realizing what he had just said. Fucking hell.
“I-”
“EH?!”